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Sponge Tree


I submitting myself to the solitude

of a sponge tree, stubborn tree

lean wolf, grey-green-grey

with teeth and spines

and hoofs like dark glass.

Indifferent to the hurricane

to the solar tortures

promethean skeleton.




[From Retumba como un sótano del cielo (Rumblings like a cellar from the sky), 1977, by Vecente Gerbasi ((June 2, 1913 in Canaobo, Carabobo - December 28, 1992, Caracas). Translated by Ron Rodriguez, 2009.]